There's a smile inside
I can find it when I'm alone
in a cafe when it rains.
When I pratfall and no one notices.
It's a wonderful new place unexplored
or the flaw in an ancient vase.
I catch it in the mirror.
It's a face I can't practice.
It's not full of fear
or double thought.
It's the fresh path that leads
to new stimulus.
And I don't mind being alone.
Good one, I like it. It get the brain and thoughts a thinking.
5. A good start, but focus on the details and images and not the abstractions (things like 'fear' and such which don't convey specific experience, but generalities.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good smiles.excellent imagery